Hola! It’s Cinco de Mayo or as we call it Cinco de Meow o and we’re in the mood to party. This is a nostalgic blast from the past.
Gris Gris loves to keep us company in the garden and revels in the growing heat. He slept with me once this week and that’s always a reason to celebrate.
Our vet visited last week and we waited nervously for the test results. Gris Gris it turns out has hyperthroidism and not kidney disease. It’s treatable and we are exploring options. Merlin has lost a couple ounces but is doing as well as an old blind boy with periodontal issues can be. He’s is fine spirits and for the first time in ages, walked with his tail straight. This was shocking to see since he normally keeps it low as a rudder for balance.
Domino is a calm and confident gourmand who needs to slim down. Then again, he’s a hefty former feral and a Taurus.
Domino has taken over the old loveseat in my dressing room as his early afternoon nap spot and moves over the west facing kitty dining room for late afternoon naps. I assures him to be first in line for dinner. With his growing confidence is dominance. He’ll take swipes at the others (claws retracted) when he wants to hog primo sleeping spots. One, stern no! and he knows he’s gone too far.
The real trouble maker, as usual is Odin. He pushed a bowl and shattered a glass off a dresser, caught four voles, two were saved, but the icing on his naughty cake was the fledgling crow. One morning in bed, I heard a loud cacophony of agitated crows outside the window. Then hubby screaming, “Let it go!”. He’d let Odin outside and before you could say Edgar Allen Poe, waltzed inside with a baby crow softly in his mouth. He wisely dropped his prize which flew to the safety of his crow parents. Oh, and he figured out how to jump on top of a high armoire where a catnip container was hidden and nearly unscrewed the lid. I’m convinced he is one step away from opposable thumbs.
He constantly needs more mental challenges to satisfy is hyper-intelligent brain. Regular interactive play is not enough for him. When the weather is good, we run around outside like herding dogs, do agility jumping and climbing and I try to tire him out. It usually works and he naps like a baby afterward. This week, it rained and we stayed indoors more and that mean more trouble. Thank goodness he burns off excess energy wrestling with Domino most evenings. He visits me several times during the night for undercover snuggles with power kneading and purring.